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original image from the magazine:

Found a scan of this issue on the Internet Archive (it's the back cover). This scan is 4000x6000 for all your high resolution needs!

The caption reads: "Defeated by roses. Near Turin's Lingotto station, along a lonely path, Miss Guida Concetta Rinino, 28 years old, who was bringing a nice bunch of roses to a relative, was accosted by an unknown young man. The young woman, rather than losing heart, defended herself with extraordinary energy, using the bunch of flowers as a weapon. So it was that the scoundrel, his face all scratched up, had to flee. (Drawing by Walter Molino.)"

Redraw from "PARASITE" for an assignment

Always thinking of this like they de-cuntified my girl

My go at the mighty cougar

Illustrations I made today using gouache and wrapping paper left from the winter holidays

Composition, anatomy and perspective! the primal forces that humble all artists

Burnout is a jockey and he's riding me to death.

Benedetta Cappa (Italian, 1897-1977) - Synthesis of Radio Communications (1933-1934)

underwater walkway

🐟🐟🌕🐟🐟🐟🐟 // swallowtail shiners // gouache on hot press paper

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Matty Newton (American, b. Southern CA, USA, based Portland, OR, USA) - Party Pooper, Painting

This vessel is more than 1,900 years old, and it can be traced back to the northern highlands of Peru. It's crafted in the Recuay style, which is an artistic tradition that existed from about 200-700 CE.

According to the Metropolitan Museum of Art:

This particular motif (a feline depicted with a bird on its head or back) also appears in the artwork of the Paracas culture, which is an older tradition that existed along the southern coast of Peru in 800-400 BCE.

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They're the best conmen in the whole state of California

You will find me waiting for spring and summer You will find me waiting for the fall You will find me waiting for the apples to ripen You will find me waiting for them to fall You will find me by the banks of all four rivers You will find me at the spring of conciousness You will find me if you want me in the garden

Unless it's pouring down with rain